Contributors
- ISRC:USEP41748009
- Recorded:2017
- ©2018 Anti
- Writer:Kenneth Pattengale
- Writer:Joey Ryan
i lose sleep at night like a young man who’s in the fight of his young life
i have never known the way the wind would blow if everything were fine
i’m scared that when i die i’ll be alone with no one sitting by my side
no, i do not think that i could be alone when i die
lay me down in the ground
put me back into the earth among all of my friends
under a blanket of roses, a sea of flowers overhead
a field outside of nashville pitches color to the dreariness of day
so the air hangs soft and tender blowing around my thoughts whichever way
where hills they rise for miles and miles, i recognize the cryin’ in the wind
i hear people come from everywhere to say goodbye sweet-like to their kin
lay me down in the ground
put me back into the earth among all of my friends
under a blanket of roses, a sea of flowers overhead
that is right i don’t believe any more than sky’s above
it’s just me and those i’ve loved under a blanket of roses,
a sea of flowers overhead when i die